Nikki is drunk. Nikki is posting on eplaya.
Nikki would like to make a statement of thanks. The visit of David Opie to Chicago has reinvigorated in her the spirit of the burn. Since then, like David, she has been experiencing spontaneous smile syndrome.
Nikki is also thankful that she is learning, six months and several thousand miles from the playa, two important lessons: how to lead and how to follow.
Confession: I have never been a natural at group work.
I know how to follow when a project is clearly and strongly claimed. Like David's land grab or shower structure. Like SAM's very founding of this camp. But right now what I'm learning is graceful and voluntary *teamwork*, is *trusting* in companions, is delegating *to each other* to say, "you get this done for us, while I get this done for us." I'm also learning to say, "here is where I'd really like to be of service, can I play a role?" And I can't think of a community I'd rather give to...
Tonight, for example, of this seemingly abstract concept. My dear, dear love Stefanie, who I barely knew before last burn but drove 3000 miles with and have felt for like a sister since. Two things. One: that bitch can sew. (Sorry I called you a bitch, love.) We've been scheming on projects for costumes for the whole camp lately, and I know that I am hesitant to relinquish control in a lot of areas of my life. But tonight, before bed, I sent her off with a treasure trove of fabric (much of which comes from the foresight and generosity of David Opie), saying, "You are good at this. You can make this happen. I want to work with you, and I want you to teach me." I don't think I've ever said that before. At school. At work. Even at home. "I want to work with you."
What a fucking blessing.
The other thing. Stef got super excited about volunteerism, has really done her research into giving back to the playa. She will be coordinating volunteer efforts for Stag Camp, will help you connect with the right group for you (which so important and rewarding), will spearhead efforts to schedule a Stag Camp Greeters shift. I am happily comfortable in her competent hands.
Perhaps this all seems like drunken drivel. But, for someone who has spent the duration of college attempting to get out of group projects, to find that it is a joy to cooperate, that it is fulfilling, that it is even easy, is one of those blessings that the playa sends from afar and that is beyond value. Once again I am grateful and humbled.
And thankful for SO, SO much.
"Since we don't know where we're going, we have to stick together in case someone gets there." -- Ken Kesey